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Xee writeArghhh!!!! Besties! I sense danger! Do you all feel the same?😭😹 I do enjoy writing Drystan in command. Well, let's see what these three days would amount to.
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WARNING! This is a Mafia erotic content and this book contains violence as much as it contains BDSM. There is so much WAR, LOVE, HATE and OBSESSION. The Male lead is an extremist. Kills without remorse, and of course love without boundaries( Just the female lead.) This book is not for readers younger than 18. Drystan presence screamed power, darkness, and danger as he leaned against his black Audi A7l with folded arms, waiting for Rosealba at the front of her office. It was something he had never done in his life. He never had to wait for anyone, never. He was Italy's most feared, he gave orders and they were carried out in micros seconds, but with her, there was a slithering desire to see, to feel, and to hold dearly. Since the day his eyes crossed her direction, he had been a different person. His darkness that didn't have limitations was suddenly limited to her. He found himself always at her flower store, like a homeless being, craving and yearning for her presence.
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Chapter 1. “Let me go!!!” The painful cry from the frightened Aaron echoed through the air as two heft men dragged him across the dark room while he struggled to pull away from their firm grip. His face is bloody from the series of beatings. They threw him to the floor, his painful cries, seeming to Drystan, like a melody against his ear. When Aaron fell to the floor, a feeling of fear cascaded down his spine leaving his eyes frozen as they met with perfectly polished feet that were claded in a black Louis Vuitton oxford shoe. His body trembled as he slowly lifted his gaze. The sun hung low in the sky, casting its gentle ray through the slightly closed window, adorning the glow on Italy’s greatest nightmare, Alastor Merikh Drystan. The number one killer machine. He is often referred to as ‘The sovereign.’ For a 30-year-old, he had reached quite a milestone. At age 12 he had knacks for business and he had found so much passion in business as much as he found passion in k
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Chapter 2. A fleeting desire was Imprinted in his thoughts, like shadows on the wall. He tore his gaze away from her already-drenched body as he tried to decipher the dangerous desire to order for her and pounce on her like he does to every other lady, but there was something about her that had his eyes zooming off to her direction, again and again. For a start, she was typically the opposite of the women he dealt with in bed. He loved red-haired ladies, ones that carried heavy natural elements, clearly, she was not the kind of woman that piqued his interest. She was a Blondy with pale white skin, slim on the upper part and thicker on the lower part. She had a thin waist that accentuated the curve of her hips and that suddenly left him desiring the sight that lay underneath her clothes. What would it feel to have her hips thrusting against his? Drystan swallowed hard. He felt a slithering heat streaming down his chest. With the air condition in perfect shape, his skin was swea
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Chapter 3. Drystan walked down the wooden stairs of Lina’s all-glass house. He had a scowl on his face as his burning gaze fixed on Lani. “Do you ever stop yapping?” Drystan’s voice sliced through the air as he descended the stairs completely. Irritation and disgust could be heard in the undertone of his voice. No matter how quiet Lina tried to be, she could never be as quiet as her brother, Dryatan. Not that she wanted to be. Lina hissed slowly and rolled her eyes at Drystan who had made his way through the corner of Lina’s kitchen, grabbed a bottle of water from her freezer then returned to the spacious living room. “This is my house and I can Yap for as long as I desire.” “It would hurt more if I didn't have a house. I am not the one who keeps begging to be visited.” Drystan's replies were always a comeback and it left Lani faking a frown. She hated to admit how much she desired to be surrounded by the people she loved. “I don't need you.” She countered and Drys
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Chapter 4. “Gether every detail about her,” Drystan commanded in his usual stern voice, dropping the picture of Rosealba that he had gotten from Lina’s shelf, on the table. Rocco reached out for it with a bow. He stared at the picture for not longer than 2 seconds before deeping it into his back pocket. He stood still, his both hands behind his back as he waited for Drystan’s next reply. Behind the black desk, Drystan sat comfortably and leaned into it, with a wrapped weed to his lips while he stared into space, alternating between killing the scumbag that tried to fake a deal with him. The thought of it sent his blood gushing in rage. With dark haunting narrowed eyes, he drew out a drag from his weed and offered it to the air before getting to his feet. “Have the stacked weapons arranged and sent to the warehouse I will handle the rest. “As you wish, my lord.” ****** Rosealba walked through Lowel’s hallway, wearing her big beautiful smile. In her right hand was
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Chapter 5. The distance between Rosealba and Drystan closed gradually as he took steady yet powerful steps closer to her. Why she was on the floor and crying under the cold rain bothered him. Rage burned through him. Whoever was responsible would pay the price he would wish he never had to hurt her. That is if the person lived to rethink his fucking actions. “Sunshine.” The words slid out of his mouth before he could even control it. He didn't know if it was too early to call her by that name but that was the name he had prepared for her and it soothed so well because of how delicate her presence brightened the room, no matter how dark the moment was. “Go away.” Rosealba was going to scream and yell and tell the person admist her sobs that she knew this street was dangerous and it was none of his fucking business but she recalled the voice and that left her frozen for some seconds. Slowly, she raised her gaze and his pair of jade emerald eyes sent a surge of life into
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He might be crazy. Or a psychopath for sitting on this chair with his huge and erect cock in his hand while his preying eyes fisted greedily on the beautiful sight of her fresh thighs, as she slept like the princess he would make her in no time. Drystan leaned against the wall in his room, his eyes hungrily fixed on the pretty sleeping Roseslba. His pair of emerald jade eyes watched over her like the protector he promised to be. Only that his very psychopathic and perverted self desired to do more. He moved an inch closer and her cologne began to reek stronger, pulling him closer. He was a greedy person for not taking her home, but he would certainly not deny being greedy. He has always been a greedy person and with her, he would be even more greedy. As she made a gentle swift of position his eyes followed her keenly till he noticed the gentle twitch of her mouth. His groan tightened and a deadly desire rasped through him. “Go on your knees and take my cock, you sl
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Rosealba’s head throbbed and her blurry vision eased gently, her eyes catching a glimpse of an unfamiliar ceiling. Her right hand gripped the side of her forehead as she sat upright, grimacing from the pain that ground through her forehead. Slowly, her eyes opened and a feeling of confusion dawned on her as she became more conscious of her surroundings. Her eyes moved around the room— a breathtaking modern architecture, composed entirely of glass, creating an almost ethereal sense of transparency, bathed with gold light that cast its gentle glow on her skin. “Where… where am in?” She asked softly, her voice clear and confused as she ran her hands against the king's size soft fluffy bed, desiring an answer from no one. Her gaze shifted to her body and fear sliced through her body like the icy wind that caught through the warmest resolve. Her clothes from yesterday were gone, replaced with very beautiful, unfamiliar nightwear. Her mind drifted to the thoughts of Drystan
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Chapter 153. The engine growled low as Drystan drove alone through the winding path that led to the estate. His hands gripped the steering wheel, the weight of old memories pressing against his chest with every mile. Back then, when the weight of expectation and unspoken words were becoming heavy, he would run here to meet his uncle. Stay there days without saying a word to anyone about what exactly was up. Then over time, he realized his father had reason for putting all of that weight on him. The mansion came into view, sitting in the cradle of misty trees, cloaked in the kind of silence that made the past feel alive again. Drystan slowed the car, his sharp eyes sweeping the grounds. The fountains were still running. The garden is still meticulously trimmed. It all looked the same, yet somehow different. Nostalgia rolled over him in a quiet, heavy wave. His uncle made great choice of running off to come stay here in Sicily, but he? He was born Rome. In fact the Italian Mafia
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Chapter 152.The gates creaked open.Drystan’s black Maserati pulled into the secluded Sicily villa — a home away from home, but it felt nothing like one because his woman. The light that brightened his part was not so close to him. The car door shoved open with a sharp pull by a guard on stand-by. Drystan brought a leg down stepping out into the thick, humid evening. His shirt clung to his body, half unbuttoned from the hours of drive. His jaw clenched so hard it ached.Rocco who was already waiting at the entrance hurriedly stepped forward, his head bowed respectfully.“My lord.”Drystan didn’t spare him a glance.“Prepare the car. I want to be out of here in twenty.”“Yes, my lord,” Rocco answered instantly.He stepped ahead and pushed open the heavy door for Drystan, standing aside.Drystan entered, each step heavy, his mind elsewhere.Rome.Rosealba.The image of her face clogged his mind. Her grip against his body, her body curling into his side at night.He should be in bed wi
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Chapter 151. The room was dark—eerily darker than usual. Rosealba tossed restlessly against the bed, groaning softly in her sleep. Her head spun, pulsing with something she could only describe as a deep headache.She moved a hand to her head, her palm gently caressing her temple in a faint attempt to ease the pain.It was then that she felt it—the presence of someone, the weight of piercing eyes heavy on her body. Her brows knitted in sudden fury. Drystan… Drystan… The name rang in her head, but she knew deep down it wasn’t him.Her heart raced, the sensation of being watched was too real, too intense. Immediately, her eyes sprang open, only to meet a pair of perfect, familiar eyes staring right back at her.Rosealba hurriedly sat upright, her breath uneven, the shock of awakening suddenly rushing through her like ice-cold water.“Hazel,” she called her voice still thick with sleep, brows furrowed as she tried to make sense of the sudden intrusion.“My lady,” Hazel said, her tone sof
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Chapter 151. Drystan shifted, slow, deliberate—then he laid her down on the couch, not pulling out of her warmth for even a second. His hand cradled her chin. “You are so sweet, Sunshine. So sweet.”Rosealba’s body trembled under him, already wrecked, already dripping, and yet—so ready. So desperate. So his. “Look at me,” Drystan whispered, forehead pressed against hers, breath heavy and uneven. “I want to see your face when I fuck you full sunshine. Because three days without you are to me like hell and I am wondering how to live through it. Okay?Rosealba’s head fell into a nod, not completely before he started moving. Slow. Deep. Dragging. “Ohhh…” Rosealba gasped at every inch.Soft, shaky moans caught in her lips like a prayer. She tried to breathe, to stay quiet, but she couldn't. Not with the way he was filling her up. Not with the way he stayed so close. Every thrust drew her closer to his mind, body, and soul. Drystan’s jaws clamped, pleasure seeping into him. It’s been
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Chapter 150.The office fell silent— but only for breath. Then the soft sound of melting skin, wet and desperate filled the room. Her soft moan getting swallowed by Drystan's growl. “Auuuu… Sunshine. You are so tight.”Rosealba’s lips trembled, her thighs parted slightly to take him. “They are going to catch us, Drystan… be.. be gentle.” “Gentle?” A soft scoff tore past his lips. He moved a finger to her hair and tugged a strand away. “You think I care about who walks in?” He asked in his deep baritone voice, hissing into her ear. Rosealba shuddered at the gentle impact.“We will get caught.” Rosealba moaned in a heavy breath, panicking and trembling.His hand moved to the back of her hair and took a large grip of it, yanking it backward.“Goodness…” Rosealba gasped as pain and pleasure slit through her scalp. “That's it..” Drystan grunted, thrusting slowly. “Let them come.” He growled, keeping the same pace. “Let them come and see who you are. Who you really belong to.”Rosea
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Chapter 149. “I am going to Sicily,” Drystan whispered, fingers grazing her thighs as he pulled her pants away.Rosealba’s breath hitched.Not in pleasure, but in the alarm his words played in her head.Her tilting head fell midway. Their body tensed as she struggled to process the news, her skin suddenly prickling, her mind freezing in mid-motion like a heart that forgot how to beat. The room dimmed around the edges as his voice echoed, again and again.Drystan watched her, moving the white panties to his nose. His gaze never left her face, even as he closed his eyes for a second, breathing her in like she was a lifeline he couldn’t leave behind.Rosealba’s head rolled forward, eyes glimmering with something untold. A blend of confusion and an ache so quiet, it screamed.“Why?” She finally found a voice, stuttering.Her heart was racing now, trembling with emotions she hadn’t sorted. Her fingers clutched the sheets beneath her like they could hold her together.Drystan let out a sof
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Chapter 148. Drystan stood behind the tall glass window, his hand glued to the phone pressed tightly against his ear. The city sprawled before him, alive and glittering beneath the afternoon sky—but his eyes didn’t see any of it. His stare was sharp, jaw clenched so tightly it ticked, the pressure building beneath his skin.“You didn’t tell her?” Lina’s voice snapped through the speaker. Her tone was sharp, her head dipped forward like Drystan could see her through the phone.“What is going on with you, Merikh? What is so hard about spilling such information? All you had to do was inform her that you had a company in her name.”“That company is Noble Write, Lina,” he growled lowly.“So?” she shot back, her voice rising slightly.Drystan turned from the window slowly, the shadow stretching behind him like the tension in his chest. His voice dropped deeper, rougher—warning. “Look, Lina. Rosealba would feel like she only got that job because of me. She would doubt herself. She would cra
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Chapter 147.Rosealba lowered herself to the chair, her smile turning genuine.Drystan’s grin widened, his heart melting.“Where would you like us to celebrate our wedding and how many would you want it to be?” His voice carried so much enthusiasm.As a mafia lord, he shouldn’t be thinking of such things. He should keep it low—hidden from prying eyes, untraceable by enemies. But somehow, when it came to her, none of that seemed to matter. He didn’t want the underworld to define their life. He wanted her dreams to shape it.To him, weddings were for women to merry—ceremonies dressed in white, full of joy and dreams. But marriages… marriages were for men to uphold. For him to guard, to keep sacred, to protect with his life.However way she wanted it would work for him. Her happiness would always be his first answer.Rosealba lifted a finger to her lips, meditating.“Hmmmm… It’s quite a tough question,” she said slowly, her eyes gleaming with thought. “But I want a very simple wedding. S
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Chapter 146.Rosealba glared at Drystan, her curiosity sharpening into a sneer in her eyes.She moved her hand to his, fingers wrapping around the hard muscles of his palm.“You could tell me anything.” She whispered, her voice soft but insistent, pulling him closer to the truth.Drystan held her gaze, a fire flickering in her eyes, the calmness of her tone unsettling him.Her words reverberated in his mind, urging him to take that step. But what if he did? What if, the moment he spoke, the spark in her eyes flickered out? What if the love she held for him turned to hatred, disgust even, at his audacity? No. He couldn’t say it. Not now.Rosealba raised a brow, urging him forward, but he shut down the thought instantly. No. Not tonight. Not yet. He would tell her. But it had to be when the time was right.A smile tugged at his lips—gentle, yet it couldn’t quite hide the misery lurking just beneath.“I… I was going to give you something.” He stuttered, forcing the words out, reminding h
